So, as I was going over some of the research on my tiny plane/canoe-in-the-sky, the nice gentleman sitting next to me (who I thought was a political speech writer from sneaking looks on his lap top) leaned over and asked which candidate I worked for. He turns out to be Walter Shapiro, Washington Bureau Chief of Salon.com. When he finds out what I’m doing in New Hampshire, he gives me some advice. First, the quirkier the questions, the better and second, my job as moderator will be to cut the senator off from speech stumping.

Then he gets this big grin on his face and whispers, I’d like to hear someone ask the Senator, “what makes him think running a small law firm qualifies him to run a country?”